My black hole....

It's nice, it's dark. I'm only in far enough that I can see over the edge; but I don't want out. It feels good to be in this darkness.
He makes me come here. He doesn't care about me. He doesn't care about losing me. I don't understand. I've done everything I can to try and fix things. But, it's never going to work. He's always going to push me back down when I feel like we're lifting up.
He's the one that pushed me into this hole this time. I can see him standing at the ledge. I just wish he would throw the dirt in and bury me alive. It would be better than living in this hell.